The cannon fodder of Quick Travel got what he wanted

Seeing that Tang Qiaoyin's attitude was gradually softening, Liu Guihua could not help but press on.

Aunt Hu gave Cheng Dafu a look and said, "Six hundred and sixty, such a high gift is enough."

How much is a country boy worth?

If her nephew wasn't only eight years old, she would have wanted to put Tang Qiao Yin in her own bowl!

Cheng Dafu pinched Liu Guihua's arm, causing Liu Guihua to kick her legs in pain and step hard on Cheng Dafu's instep.

The couple were both physically attacked by each other. They looked at each other, and the intention of "revenge" was clearly in their eyes.

Liu Guihua was awakened by the pain. He remembered that the woman in front of him was a big boss. It was a blessing for the boss that she liked him. If it didn't work out, he wouldn't be able to raise the medical expenses for his eldest grandson.

But she still felt somewhat unwilling in her heart, and felt a little uncomfortable about letting her eldest son break off ties with the family.

This discomfort is not because she can't bear to leave her eldest son. Liu Guihua feels uncomfortable in every way, thinking that her eldest son cannot contribute to the family and live a good life.

It would be great if the second child could live a good life.

Liu Guihua was just thinking about it. After all, she couldn't bear to send her second son to be someone else's son-in-law.

Cheng Dafu agreed and said, "Boss Tang, I'm not in a hurry to get the betrothal money. It's just that my family doesn't have any extra money, and An An is still waiting for money for treatment..."

Tang Qiaoyin was very understanding and immediately took out two hundred yuan and gave it to Cheng Dafu, asking him to treat Cheng An.

It’s a pity that Cheng An is destined to be disabled.

If the Cheng family had rushed Cheng An to the hospital immediately after his broken leg, there might have been hope for his recovery. But because they wasted a lot of time, Cheng An might have become a cripple.

The moment Cheng Dafu took the money, the kinship line between Cheng family and Cheng Jiayang became much weaker. As the son-in-law of Tang family, the kinship line was completely broken. At that time, whenever someone from Cheng family came to find Cheng Jiayang, he would be plagued by bad luck.

After Tang Qiaoyin took action, Cheng Jiayang seemed to feel the invisible pressure on his shoulders gradually dissipate, and the clouds of worry between his brows slowly cleared up.

The moment Cheng Dafu and Liu Guihua left the state-owned hotel, they felt suddenly empty in their hearts, as if they had lost something without realizing it.

But they didn't think much about it and hurried to the hospital.

Aunt Hu couldn't help but feel sympathy for Cheng Jiayang. This kid is so pitiful. Neither his parents care about him.

"Boy Cheng, live a good life with Boss Tang in the future. Your good days are still ahead!" Aunt Hu comforted Cheng Jiayang in this way. She felt that Cheng Dafu and his wife would definitely regret it. They didn't want to rely on the honest and loyal eldest brother, but wanted to rely on the second brother?

Thinking of Cheng Laoer's temper, she shook her head. If she could be trusted, a sow could climb a tree!

Cheng Jiayang lowered his head so as not to let Aunt Hu see his happy expression.

Hearing what Aunt Hu said, he looked up with another expression of mourning and trying hard to hold back tears: "Aunt Hu, I know, I understand my parents' difficulties..."

Aunt Hu opened her mouth. How could she say with a clear conscience that Cheng Dafu was doing it for his own good? He was just throwing away an unimportant, disliked son for the sake of money.

Aunt Hu was able to become a matchmaker because of her big mouth. After returning to the village, she told the story of how Cheng Dafu and his wife sold their son in great detail. Cheng Jiayang was just a poor little boy who was not valued and was sold in exchange for a dowry.

After the villagers found out, they talked about it a lot, thinking that Cheng Dafu and his wife were such bad people for letting their son be a live-in son-in-law.

And he asked for a sky-high bride price!

Many people in the village had never even seen a hundred yuan, but Cheng Dafu's family had a fortune of six hundred and sixty yuan overnight, which made many people envious and jealous.

From then on, no matter what bad things Cheng Dafu's family said about Cheng Jiayang, or how they spread rumors that he was unfilial, everyone just laughed at him.

A son who is married off is like water spilled, just like a daughter. Is there any daughter who would help her parents’ home after marriage?

You took the money from selling your eldest son's body and still expect people to respect you. How can this be possible?

At Cheng Dafu's urging, Tang Qiaoyin and Cheng Jiayang got their marriage certificate a week later. He wanted to get the remaining betrothal money as soon as possible.

I feel uneasy because the money is not in my pocket.

After getting the money, Cheng Dafu's hands were shaking. He stuffed the money tightly into his underwear pocket and touched his pocket from time to time, fearing that the money would fall.

Tang Qiaoyin didn't let him lose any money. He had to invest two or three hundred yuan in the hospital, and the rest was part of Cheng An's food and drink expenses.

It looks like a lot, but there isn't actually much.

He still had to pay back one hundred yuan to Cheng Dacai. A distant relative came to borrow money under the pretext of poverty.

Cheng Jiaqi's wife's family would also come to ask for money. When he married Liu Fang, Liu Guihua owed 20 yuan in betrothal money. After so much time, wouldn't the amount double?

There was a lot going on at the Cheng family's place, and Tang Qiaoyin didn't have time to watch the show for the time being.

The two-story duplex house where Tang Qiaoyin lives was rebuilt by demolishing the house she bought before. It also includes a large yard. Cheng Jiayang was shocked as soon as he entered the door. The house was so beautiful.

"Can I grow vegetables in the yard?" The spacious open space instantly stimulated the farming gene in Cheng Jiayang's bones.

"Of course you can. You are the man of the house, you can do whatever you want." As he expected that he would not be able to calm down for a while, Tang Qiaoyin briefly introduced the house and let him get familiar with it by himself.

In addition to the living room and kitchen on the first floor, there is also a utility room. The master bedroom and second bedroom on the second floor are both equipped with toilets, and there is also a large study.

After opening the door and taking a quick peek, Cheng Jiayang didn't even dare to step inside.

There were all kinds of books on the shelves, but he couldn't understand a single word, and he inevitably felt a little inferior.

Only when he rushed to his home turf - the kitchen, did Cheng Jiayang feel slightly at ease, and his inferiority complex was replaced by a sense of self-confidence.

It is said that men who cook are very attractive, and it is true. Tang Qiaoyin took a rest for a while and was awakened by the smell of food.

Cheng Jiayang was wearing an apron, with beads of sweat on his high nose bridge. The home advantage made him exude confidence, and his profile was particularly charming.

Hearing the footsteps, Cheng Jiayang turned his head and smiled widely: "Get up, there is one last dish. Sit on the sofa for a while, it will be ready soon. Don't stay in the kitchen, the fumes will bother you."

Cheng Jiayang found it unbelievable that he got the marriage certificate with Tang Qiaoyin without thinking twice. Thinking that this was their first night together and they would have even more intimate contact, his calm heart suddenly began to pound faster and faster.

"Your Highness, this househusband looks competent, but I wonder how his cooking tastes." Xiao Jiu muttered to himself, feeling a little displeased with this dark-skinned boy. In the past, all the men around Your Highness were whiter and tenderer than this country guy, like a big steamed bun.

After seeing so much cold white skin, Xiaojiu was particularly uncomfortable when suddenly seeing honey-colored skin.

The skin can be whitened by taking care of it. If it can't be whitened, she will do it manually.

If Cheng Jiayang were whiter, he would look more handsome and sunny.

He was not born with dark skin. Tang Qiaoyin accidentally saw his white thighs in the toilet. They were quite white. Ahem, that place was also white.

As he was talking, the color became more colorful, and Xiao Jiu split open...